He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 46: Power Beyond the Tiger (Part )
The blacksmith next to him glanced at the apprentice but said nothing.

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Okay, thank you brother."

"No problem, no problem." The apprentice who had been in the forging area for at least two years smiled happily and held the embryo for Jiang Lin happily.

In this way, Jiang Lin can save a lot of energy and make the hammering more efficient.

By the evening, the blacksmiths left one after another.

Quite a few apprentices stayed this time. Like Jiang Lin, they conscientiously and carefully cleaned the furnace or hammering area they were responsible for.

Although only a small number of people are truly learning from Jiang Lin, and most people are just trying to please him, but overall, the appearance of the South Blacksmith Camp has improved significantly compared to before.

After the cleaning was completed, the apprentices did not leave immediately, but waited outside in groups of three or four.

It was not until Jiang Lin came out that they gathered and walked towards the dining tent.

Blacksmith Qi saw this scene from a distance, so he signaled to Zhao Yankui and said with a smile: "In my opinion, if Jiang Lin really becomes a master chef in the future, he will be much more powerful than you."

It’s not that there are no apprentices who can form cliques and factions, but no one has ever had so many supporters like Jiang Lin.

Regardless of whether those people are sincere or not, at least the momentum is there.

A blacksmith whispered beside him, "Master, Jiang Lin's behavior has stolen your limelight. A tall tree attracts the wind. I'm afraid that's not a good thing."

Of course, his words were out of jealousy. Zhao Yankui turned around and glared at him, cursing, "What wind is there to attract? As long as he is strong enough, no matter how strong the wind is, he can't be blown down! My apprentice should have such momentum. You don't have to worry about it!"

The blacksmith was scolded so much that he dared not say a word. He turned back and went to eat his meal.

Others couldn't help but laugh. Everyone has jealousy in their hearts, but few people would jump out when Jiang Lin is at the peak of his popularity.

But you are so blind that you have to be the first to speak out at this time.

When a group of apprentices came over, Blacksmith Qi was the first to wave and greet Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin ran over and bowed to Zhao Yankui, "Master, Master Qi."

"Well, let's go eat." Zhao Yankui nodded.

Although he looked a bit like a master, his eyes looking at Jiang Lin were full of admiration.

He liked this apprentice more and more.

Coming to the stove, Jiang Lin glanced at Old Man Wei.

Old Man Wei didn't even look at him and just continued doing what he was doing.

"Master Wei, those two Qi and Blood Pills..."

"I exchanged it for a useless thing, it's not worth much." said Old Man Wei.

Jiang Lin is not a fool. How could the Qi and Blood Pill not be valuable?

Although he didn't know what kind of knife it was, he felt the affection.

There are some things that don't need much talk, just do it when the time is right.

The old and young duo continued to serve meals and clean the house as usual, and the apprentices seemed to have adapted to the life of staying behind to help after meals in the past few days.

After everyone left, the dining tent finally had some peace and quiet.

Old Man Wei threw the rag on the stove and left without saying a word.

He is not used to saying thank you to others, and even less used to hearing others say thank you.

Jiang Lin knew this very well. He stood on the wooden steps, watching the old man Wei limping as he pulled the donkey cart. Suddenly he wondered if they had any medicine to cure his legs.

If there is, I must find a way to cure Old Man Wei's leg in the future.

"Old Wei, it's time to go home." Blacksmith Qi, who was holding a bunch of things, greeted him.

Old Man Wei nodded casually and continued walking.

Blacksmith Qi ran to the dining shed with the things in his arms and shouted, "Jiang Lin, come here, these are yours."

Jiang Lin took a look and saw two half-new and half-old quilts, a pillow, and a new set of apprentice clothes.

"You have to make do with these things for now. I originally said I would give you new ones, but your master said that the regular test is coming up soon, so you should keep some thoughts in mind to avoid slacking off." Blacksmith Qi said with a smile, "So you must not slack off these days. If you really pass the regular test this year, your master and I will give you two new sets each!" Jiang Lin took the things without being pretentious and said, "Thank you, Master Qi. I'll thank you again tomorrow."

"There's nothing to thank me for. It's not worth much. Okay, you can clean up by yourself. I'm going back now."

After bidding farewell to blacksmith Qi, Jiang Lin turned around and looked at the two sets of bedding.

Although the things are old, the heart is warm.

Most importantly, he saw the changes brought about by his improved status in these things.

A month ago, Zhao Yankui would not have thought of solving the problem of clothing and sleeping for him. Many apprentices have been in the blacksmith camp for several years and are still wrapped in the tattered quilts they brought from home.

With a faint smile on his face, Jiang Lin took the things over but did not spread them out. Instead, he boiled a pot of water and put the herbs left by Old Man Wei in to steam them.

After the water boiled for more than half an hour, he poured it into an iron bucket beside him and took out the cloth bag.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Lin gave up the idea of ​​using two Qi and Blood Pills at the same time.

It is easy to die from overeating. Anyway, this thing is his and no one can take it away from him. There is no need to rush.

He threw a Qi and Blood Pill into the bucket and watched it disappear into thin air. Jiang Lin took off all his clothes and jumped in.

With the experience from last time, this time he focused his mind and carefully felt the changes in his body.

The pressure around me gradually increased, and the familiar feeling of oppression and pain came at the same time.

Jiang Lin sat like an old monk, soaking in the water, indifferent to whatever happened.

Tiny beads of blood emerged from the surface of the skin, condensed, expanded, and then quickly shrank back.

The body, which had lost weight during the day due to the improvement of fire-making skills, began a new round of growth again.

Half an hour later, the water temperature in the bucket dropped rapidly, and Jiang Lin opened his eyes.

His eyes were sharp and his spirits were high.

wow-

Amid the sound, Jiang Lin stood up from the water.

His body grew taller again, and it was estimated that he was at least 185cm tall. In an era when the average height of ordinary people was no more than 170cm, this was already a very astonishing height.

And that body of muscles appears even more visually explosive.

When the fire-burning skill is upgraded to level 7, the excess fat has been mostly refined away, and the muscles are like cast steel.

Now it has an added layer of glossy color, just like a weapon that has been quenched and polished again, it is shiny black.

With the slightest exertion, his veins began to bulge and he looked like a terrifying beast from ancient times.

Jiang Lin stepped out of the barrel easily, walked to the wooden beam of the dining shed, and reached out to grab a corner of it.

With a sudden force, a corner of the beam was easily crushed with a snap.

Jiang Lin used his fingers to grind it into fine sawdust, then turned back and squatted beside the wooden barrel.

He took a deep breath and his muscles bulged, as if every inch of his skin contained immeasurable power.

He slowly wrapped his hands around the edge of the barrel. Although the barrel was made of thick wood, it seemed fragile under his palms.

A wooden barrel containing at least two or three hundred kilograms of water was easily lifted.

"Hey!"

With a low shout, the muscles in Jiang Lin's arms suddenly tensed up, and power like a mountain torrent poured out.

The wooden barrel suddenly creaked under the weight and quickly exploded.

Fragments flew everywhere, and water splashed as the barrel disintegrated, drawing silver arcs in the air, and then fell to the ground, mixing with herbal residue and soil to form a mess.

Holding a piece of wood in each hand, Jiang Lin looked delighted.

With this power, even a tiger with its eyes hanging down can be killed easily!
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